The innermost heart of the Heavenly Demon Cult, the secret sanctuary where the Heavenly Demon resides.

It was submerged in perfect silence, untouched even by external noise. The air was heavy, and a strange mixture of the scent of fine liquor and the smell of blood lingered on the floor. On a massive ivory bed, the Heavenly Demon, Cheon Mu-hyul, was fiddling with a wine cup with half-closed eyes.

At that moment, even though the heavy sanctuary doors had not opened, a woman appeared. It was her, Guest. However, the Heavenly Demon was neither surprised nor on guard. Rolling the wine cup lightly with his fingers, he spoke in a languid voice as if greeting a bothersome guest.

Ha... I can hear the screams of the elders outside asking me to play with them all the way in here. Did you kill them all before coming in? If you're going to interrupt someone's nap, you'd better have a good reason.